The Queen and Helena died of exhaustion fighting an unknown monster. The news that Sally ascended the throne and became the Queen of the Elf Race soon spread throughout the Nolan Continent, and all races were shocked.
The shadow of the old rulers has not yet dissipated, and all races are still full of fear and vigilance against devils.
But fortunately, the result of this news is: Alex arrived at the critical moment and killed the monster!
"Damn, he got it again." Lankester, who was sitting in the Frost Throne, smiled and crushed the intelligence jade in his hand.
"We still need to contact Alex and Irina about this matter. We need to find out exactly where these powerful monsters come from and what their purpose is." Douglas said with a solemn expression.
The elders of the Frost Dragon Clan also responded one after another, all looking worried.
The Elf Queen and Helena are both top powerhouses who have experienced racial wars, and have been the leaders of the elves for the past hundreds of years.
Their death is not only a major event for the elves, but also a major event for the entire Nolan continent.
Lankester said in a low voice: "I will go to the City of Chaos myself."
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City of Chaos, meeting room of the City Lord's Mansion.
"What's the situation among the elves now?" Michael asked with a solemn expression as he looked at Roland.
"The overall situation is still stable. The new queen has successfully controlled the Wind Forest before she ascended the throne. The border has been closed and the Wind Forest has entered a state of emergency." Roland replied, taking out a piece of information and handing it to Michael, "Irene Na’s supportive attitude towards the new queen has greatly stabilized the elves.”
Michael scanned it quickly and said with some emotion: "I didn't expect Helena to choose to let go in the end. This should not be an easy decision for her."
"When the situation among the elves stabilizes, maybe we can consider building a railway line to the Wind Forest." Roland said with a smile.
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Devil's Islands, the Abyss.
"The elves are in a period of decline that has not happened in hundreds of years. It's a pity that the peace agreement has been signed, and there is a nosy guy like Alex, otherwise the unfinished great achievements back then would have a chance."
"The Elf Queen and the old witch Helena are both dead. This is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. What a pity, what a pity!"
…
"In the legend of the elves, elves will turn into a leaf on the tree of life when they die. But now that the tree of life is gone, what do you think they will become?"
On the balcony, Irina looked up at the stars, with a row of finished wine bottles in her hand, and asked softly.
Mag thought for a while, but couldn't say anything about turning into stars. After a moment of silence, he said: "Maybe some elves will not leave even if they die. They may continue to guard the forest and the surrounding area." Their people.”
Irina looked back at him, with a hint of dissatisfaction on her slightly red face, "You were tired enough when you were alive, why don't you let yourself be relaxed and happy when you die?"
Mag was speechless and speechless. After a moment of silence, he said: "From the current point of view, they may have turned into a tree or a vine."
"Do you also think that's what they have become?" Irina smiled, with some real joy in her smile.
"When I was little, the Queen Mother often told me stories and taught me magic under the Tree of Life. At that time, I didn't think Helena was that bad. I also thought her crystal ball was interesting and the starry sky magic was amazing. I wanted to learn it. It's a pity that I can't learn..."
Mag looked at Irina sitting on the edge of the balcony, intermittently telling some stories hidden in the depths of her memory. Her slender calves were dangling gently outside the balcony. The atmosphere was not too sad. The moonlight illuminated her The side face looks like an ordinary girl recalling some childhood memories.
In the quiet night, only the chirping of insects mixed with her light voice.
After telling the story, she picked up the red wine bottle, drank the remaining half of the bottle, burped, and then fell drunkenly into Mag's arms.
"Little fairies also have troubles and get drunk." Mag picked her up and turned to go downstairs.
About ten minutes later, Mag returned to the balcony, looked at the unknown figure and said with a smile: "Did you bring the new core?"
Xi looked into Mag's eyes, as if he wanted to see through him, and said in a calm voice: "You should know that having such mismatched things is not necessarily a good thing for Nolan Continent."
"I also know that it's even worse to be a good little white rabbit." Mag smiled.
"I have reported the news, and the higher-ups may send a law enforcement team to investigate. Before that, I hope you can hand over the mecha to me. This matter has nothing to do with you."
Mag was not surprised that Xi had reported the matter. He was not so narcissistic that he could bribe a professionally trained soldier with just a few dishes.
"You seem to have made a mistake. What is happening now is that the guys from your dungeon crossed the border and came to the Nolan continent, killing the queen and high priest of the elves, as well as a dozen elves.
If you can't guarantee that this kind of thing will never happen again, then the underground city will be an unpredictable and fatal bomb for Nolan Continent. All races in Nolan Continent have the right to know your existence and make necessary preparations for it. "Mag looked at her and said seriously.
Xi looked at him silently, shook his head and said, "I can't promise you this."
"Then let someone who can talk come." McGonagall said frankly.
"And this, you can take it." Mag took out the core of the mecha and placed it on the ground.
Xi took out the storage box, put away the several-meter-high core, and turned around to leave.
"Would you like to have a drink before we go?" Mag's voice came from behind.
Xi's footsteps obviously paused, and then continued to move forward.
"It seems that the braised pork stewed in the pot downstairs can only be eaten by one person." McGonagall said leisurely.
Xi turned around, looked at him and said, "You know, I can't get drunk."
"Only bad men would think about getting women drunk. I have a wife and children, so I won't do such a thing." Mag waved his hand.
A yellow tile stove, burning red charcoal, a casserole with braised pork, two plates of cold dishes, a large pot of beer, and two people sitting opposite each other.
Mag looked at Xi who was devouring braised pork and finished a bowl of rice in a short while, and smiled and said, "Have you never eaten such delicious meat in the underground city?"
Xi put down the bowl gracefully, looked at Mag and said: "The underground city also has rich and unique delicacies."
"When a person starts to answer questions that are wrong, it often means that he has been told the right thing." Mag said with a smile.
Xi served himself another bowl of rice and continued to cook, not intending to answer Mag's question.
"I asked, have you already thought about coming to the restaurant for this meal? So you didn't have dinner on purpose?" Mag suddenly realized a serious problem.
"You invited me to eat." Xi replied calmly.
"Why can people nowadays be so confident when it comes to prostitution for free?" Mag shook his head and sighed.
(End of chapter)
